Dodger helps you be a good Youtuber. (L/M)

You explain to Dodger, that you have arrived today to figure out Dodger's set up, and other various things you make up on the spot, under the guise of being a Youtuber here for help. Dodger winks at you, and explains that she knows just what can help with nervousness. The small girl says she's going to go change, then come back and help you.

Ten minutes later, Dodger prances into the room and starts, "The biggest issue I can obverse with you is you're a ball of nervousness, so we're going to do some games." Dodger walks over to the desk and retrieves the buttplug off the table. The girl now dressed in a cute anime t-shirt and tight ass gripping jeans, walks over to you with the buttplug and grinning.
You nervously shift, "Uh... What are we going to do?" Dodger immediately commands you to drop your pants. You freeze in embarrassment, your face red with shame, what is going on? You're meant to be dominating her, but you can't help but want to give in. You anxiously slide off your pants, and sit back on the couch. Dodger crouches down in front of you, and gives the buttplug a kiss on the tip. She then notices your package free to the world and completely smooth.
Dodger stifles a giggle, and asks, "Does that thing even reach three inches when fully erect?" She reaches out and grabs the full package in her hands, lightly kneading the balls and cock. You instantly spurt out a full load of cum all over your legs and Dodgers hand, she looks up at you and frowns. She uses this as a opportunity to lube the buttplug, and starts smearing your sticky cum up and down the shaft of the plug, after she has decided it was coated in enough jizz, she shoves her fingers in your mouth. You cough and squirm, but can't help but swallow the rest of your load, straight off Dodger's slender fingers, this alone causes you squirt another small rope of jizz, spreading across Dodger's tits, effectively giving a facial to some sexy anime girl. You cum rolls around on your tongue, and a little bit slides out the side of your mouth, you can't help but quiver from lust, you've never considered swallowing your own cum, but the act of it right now easily feels like one of the hottest experiences you've had.

In your lust you don't even prepare as Dodger forces the buttplug into you, spreading your asshole wide. You quiver in response and nearly cum again, just from that. Dodger stands up, her job done and your ass stuffed. You move over to pull your pants up, and can feel the thick girth of the cock moving around inside you, pressing up against your prostate. Dodger shakes her head, and presents you with a gift... In her hands are a pair of boy leg booty shorts. You groan as you pull them on, as you can't help but feel like they are caressing your ass, you turn around and try to give yourself a look. The bright purple shorts fully accentuate your ass, and you realize that on back of the shorts is a heart shape cut out, which you push the buttplug tail through. Dodger leads you into her bedroom and presents you in front of a mirror. You look at yourself and you immediately think you're looking at a poster, the figure in front of you looks exactly like a girl, and if it weren't for the fact that there was a cute little package in the front of the panties, you would be fully convinced.

Dodger grins and says, "See you look stunning now, this will surely help you feel less anxious, and to remember what you are all you have to do is roll the plug around in your butt, and you'll remember that it's all about butts!" Dodger turns around and rummages through cupboard and turns around holding a generic looking brunette wig, without warning she plonks it down on your head and finishes, "Awh, it looks so cute, I wish it was your real hair." You gasp as you feel it joining with your real hair, and you freeze in confusion, did she do that? Does she have powers? Or did you make it happen because of what she said... You give your new hair a little tug, and nothing happens. You groan, but can't help but look in the mirror and grin.